(( Now for information about what's going on!
What is known about Efranof;
A Nictus is trying to take him over
He is a wanted criminal for multiple counts of murder
He is on the run and has been seen trying to get into Paragon from the Rogue Isles
He is getting weaker, so the Nictus is slowly winning
What is known about the Nictus;
It is agressive
It doesn't know about Efranof, so does not know how to use all of his skills.. Yet
It is angry for no apparent reason, and in Efranof for no apparent reason
It is a weak Nictus, as it has been unable to use most of it's natural abilities through Efranof yet (only teleportation so far)
All this information can be found in a file created by Commander Beet on the police scanners. ))
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Sometimes all at once.
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Good reads Beet.
I would like to know HOW we are going to get to Ef to co-operate with us this time. Last time it took a hell of lot of pleading, violence and shouting to try and help him fight the Nictii.
And when is the first Ef seeking team going to be assembled?
(( Saturday, 8pm at the gates in Steel Canyon sound good? ))
I am the Blaster, I have filled the role of Tank, Controller and Defender
Sometimes all at once.
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(( Thought I'd stick up a thread for this, as it's gonna be about what's going on, future happenings and stories. To start off, a story about the aftermath of what happened in Sirens Call.))
Time: 11am Date 19th April Location Brickstown, the Zig, cell 813 - Metahumans
After a long night, Beet had managed to put himself together after being riddled by bullets the previous night. He walked along the corridor slowly, and stopped at a large metal door with multiple locks holding it shut, large numbers welded above a small window, 813. A guard stepped forward and pushed his security card into a slot next to one of the locks, the door creaked as it unlocked. Another guard pushed the door open.
Inside was a well lit padded room with a man in a plain white strait jacket. He has thick green messy hair, and his face was mutilated due to the various chemicals in his system. His jaw was abnormally large, causing him to have a continuous grin which literally went from one side of his face to another. His eyes were large and bloated, pitch black with a green shine to them, and no nose. Most of his face was covered with bloody bandages, hiding his skin.
He looked over at Beet, the look of rage in his eyes, his lower jaw shook as he started to drool a thick green liquid. Just as he did so, emergency sprays shot a clear liquid onto Spruk, the green goop in his mouth disappeared as he started to calm down. Beet walked into the room and stood infront of the villain, looking down at him, Beet calmly spoke. "Good morning Spruk, we need to talk." Spruk hissed at his words, laying down and looking away. Beet knelt down and gestured for the guards to leave and close the door.
As the sound of the door locking was heard, Beet put his hand on Spruk's shoulder, "I want to help, I know you know where he is, and if you tell me I shall help him, something is happening to him which he will not be able to handle for very long." Spruk sat up and looked at Beet, he still looked angry.
Spruk snarled, then spoke in a harsh tone, "Fine.. I'll tell you on one condition.. Bring me my guns." Beet looked around at the door, to check if noone was listening. His eyes glowed a faint red for several seconds before looking back, "I'll see what I can do.."
Beet stood up and knocked on the door, foot steps could be heard coming down the corridor. The door made the creaking sound a it was unlocked and slowly opened, Beet walked out quickly, he listened as the guards closed the door, laughing about the 'little freak' in the room while Spruk snarled in the background.
The Zig was a big place. It rised many floors above the ground, and had many more floors underneath. Beet activated his cloaking device and ran to the evidence locker where Spruk's guns were being held. He turned off his cloaking device when it was safe and slowly walked around the corner just before the locker, so not to raise suspicion. Two guards were outside the small room for various magics and weaponry. Beet walked up to the door, Beet nodded to both of the guards in greeting. "Morning gentlemen, I need access to this locker in order to test one of the weapons incase it is needed as evidence."
The guards nodded and opened the heavy reinforced door, Beet walked in and looked around before finally seeing the guns. He picked them up and looked at them, they looked old and used, but up to date. two semi-automatic pistols, used countless times to take countless lives. Beet had a hard time accepting what he was about to do, but he opened the top of his belt and put the guns into his personal pocket dimension concealed within. He walked out, ignoring the guards as they closed the door and gossiped about why Beet was in there.
Just as Beet returned to the cell, he noticed something was wrong. He had not seen any guards at the usual stations, and it wasn't the lunch hour yet, only 11:30.. Something was up he thought as he stopped at the last corner before the cell. He turned off his cloaking device and turned the corner, only to be greeting by two rotting carcasses in torn guard uniforms, and an open cell 813. Beet ran up to the cell and looked inside, Spruk took there in his usual get up of a badly sewn together leather top, strapped leather trousers and large spiked boots. He wasn't alone, to his left was a man about the same height as him, he had large red spikey hair and welding goggles, on his back a large bag of dynamite and a large bag of various flammable liquids and gasses in a bag on his side. On his right was a large armoured man, with what looked like a grotesque horned helmet and strange symbols all over the armour.
Spruk stepped forward, green slime slowly running from his mouth. Beet noticed that the sprays in the walls and ceiling had been ripped out as if the walls were made of butter. Spruk walked up to Beet, holding his hand out, "My guns for my information." Beet pulled the semi-automatic pistols from his belt and held them out. "Tell me and they are yours."
"He'll be in Sirens Call inside a building in north Talos Park." Beet nodded, and kept his side of the bargain, he gave them to him. Spruk looked to see if the guns were loaded, they weren't. He took two clips from his suit and loaded them into the guns, "NYAHAHAAAA!" Beet assumed an attack position, hitting a security button on the wall setting off the alarms. Lord Darvek, the large armoured man, looked down at Spruk. Spruk nodded and Darvek charged forward at Beet. Beet shot a burst of energy, but it had no effect, he ran backwards down the corridor, constantly attacking Darvek, but he didn't stop. Spruk and his ther friend, Kemical, strolled out of the cell as Beet was being faught back by Darvek. Spruk and Kemical walked in the other direction, away and out of the zig.
Meanwhile, Darvek charged at Beet, throwing anything he could grab at Beet, all the while Beet was throwing bolts of energy at Darvek, he was running out of places to go. Beet turned around and ran down the corridor, towards the evidance locker. Many guards rushed towards them, weapons draw. Beet teleported behind them, Darvek still closing in behind them. He didn't stop as he charged at the group, all the guards firing at him, he charged into them like a bowling ball hitting a strike, they were all hit aside or crushed under his feet. Darvek grabbed both of Beet's shoulder and lifted him up.
Darvek held Beet still, bringing his face right up to his, he spoke in a grunting, dead voice. "You.. You bad, you hurt David I'll hurt you!" At that point, Darvek began to squeeze Beet, his armour creaked under the pressure, then there was a loud bang, and another.. But it wasn't Beet. The wall to the left of Darvek suddenly exploded, Darvek let go of Beet and turned. On the other side of the wall was a tall, granite covered hero known as Catz. Her fists glowed as they built up with energy, Darvek threw a punch but it was deflected by the armour, then Catz replied to Darvek's punch by throwing her fist into his face, Darvek was sent back onto the other wall, slightly dazed he got his footing, but not before Catz had thrown yet another punch, this time send Darvek through the wall into the evidence locker.
With a crash and a bang, Darvek fell into several magical artifacts, out cold. Beet looked up at Catz, "Ah, you got my message, thank you." Catz looks down at Beet and helps him up, "Heh, don't worry about it, the guy's a chump anyway." she replied, looking over at Darvek. Beet looked at the fallen guards, "I'll get a medic, could you make sure Darvek doesn't go anywhere?" Catz looked at Darvek again, he was laying on the ground completely still. "Yeah, I think I can." Catz then walked through the hole in the wall, armour still up, and sat on Darvek, waiting for Beet to return.
Catz waited, sitting on Darvek inside the evidence locker in the Zig, there were alot of strange magical artifacts in draws and on shelves. She looked around, starting to breath heavily. The granite which surrounded her body was slowly beginning to drop off her. Darvek felt something, something that was wrong with Catz. Darvek grabbed Catz's cape and threw her off through the hole in the wall, across the corridor and through the other hole where she landed with a thump.
Darvek stood up and looked over at Catz, his armour charging up from the magical energy nearby. He let out an almighty roar as Catz stood up and tried to charge her fists. Darvek ran at her at inhuman speeds, but Catz moved out of the way before he hit her. She stood up and looked around, they seemed to be in an unused cell. Darvek had carried on into the other wall, but he slowly turned to look at Catz, who had begun to cover herself in Granite yet again. Darvek charged at her, jumping into the air and using both fists, hit her on the head just after she protected it with granite. They both fell through the floor from the force of the blow and the weight of the stone.
Several tons of reinforced concrete and metal fell on top of them, but neither were phased. They started throwing punches, some hitting but most either being ignored or being uneffective against each other. The granite took most of the force of Darvek's punches, and Darvek's protective magic was absorbing most of the energy Catz was hitting him with. Footsteps were heard above, darvek used all his might to push Catz away so he could jump through the hole. Once up there, he charged at Beet, sending a single punch into hit chest throwing him into a nearby wall. A loud whistle could be heard in the distance, Darvek ran down the corridor throwing everyone aside, punching his way through doors and into the distance, he was gone.
Catz climbed up, her granite armour had gone. She looked at Beet, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, don't worry, my armour took most of the hit." Beet calmly replied. He stood up and looked at the mess as several paramedics saw to the guards. "We should look for him while they see to the guards, let's go." Catz nodded and followed Beet out of the Zig, they were just in time to see a large black hellicopter fly off with Darvek holding onto the bars.
I am the Blaster, I have filled the role of Tank, Controller and Defender
Sometimes all at once.
Union EU player! Pip pip, tally ho, top hats and tea etc etc